Journey through orphanage and sewer (S2)

Sherry is still out there and Claire feels herself having a duty of care for her. But how is she going to adapt to her new power and lust? And what will she find?

Chapter 7 - Realm Of The Undead

The gate of the garage has been unlocked due to Henry lifting the lockdown, so Claire could freely leave the building and find her way to the orphanage. It’s not very far from the factory, but soon enough Claire had a serious obstacle to deal with..

When walking fast Claire’s legs rubbed against each other through her jeans, unavoidably touching the bite marks on her inner thigh, and for each time it gave her a small orgasm. She took several minutes to adjust to her new body in her clothes and jeans, and the only thing she could do was to hold back the urge as hardly as possible and keep moving.

She tried to sneak past the monsters in the street at first, but soon she realized that those hungry vampires didn’t even bother to get near her since they considered her as one of them.

But she did need to watch out for those fucking ones, who craved sex more than blood. One time she was pinned on the wall by a male vampire who just finished thrusting his mate and desired to take her, too. Lucky that she had a gun and hopefully that vampire could regenerate certain part of his.

Minutes of fast walking finally got Claire into the front yard of the orphanage. This was supposed to be a playground for the kids, yet, the three empty graveyards at the side of the building gave her bad feelings. She went in the building from the front door. Lights were blazing in every room but it was dead silent.

The smell of the air in the place was odd and it led Claire to a small bedroom on the second floor. The mixed scent of blood and sex in the bedroom was still overwhelming and Claire couldn’t help panting and softly touching herself.

“What... happened here...” With her intensified senses Claire could smell at least two female vampires having been fucking in this room. And there was another one. Young, fresh, innocent and eager. She was afraid to guess who that might be, and just left the room to follow the scent.

That led her to the director’s room downstairs. In the corridor she could already see the shadow of someone standing in the room on the wall. Claire carefully pulled out her pistol and quietly went inside. When she saw the man in a combat suit having his back towards her, she was surprised but happy.

“Dustin!? You’re here!” Claire smiled and was about to sheathe her gun.

It turned out that it was inappropriate for her to lower her guard. The man was Dustin indeed, but a thirsty, sex-craving vampire one as he turned around with his manhood erected and exposed, and lunged at her.

Claire was pinned on the floor immediately, but her strength was stronger since she has fed on a whole person after she turned, so she easily flipped over and pressed Dustin down.

“Get hold of yourself, Dustin...” She kept thinking what she should do until she saw the medical case beside her. She grabbed one of the three remaining blood bag from the case and stuffed it in Dustin’s mouth before pricking it with her sharp fingernail.

When the blood flowed into his throat, Dustin stopped struggling and hungrily fed. When the blood bag was emptied, he finally regained some of his consciousness and seemed a little afraid as he was crouching on the floor and didn’t look at the girl in front of him.

“Dustin? Are you alright?” Claire carefully came up to him.

“Claire... You, too... That means Sam...” Dustin said with his voice shaking, “I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing you should be sorry for.” Claire gently held his shoulder, “I have killed that bastard and avenged all of us.”

“But... we’re all monsters now. I... am a monster. That bastard commanded me to find the police chief here and turn him... to get **** on him...” Dustin cried with his head in his hands, “You don’t know how many others I’ve fucked before you found me. And I might’ve done that to you, too...”

“It’s OK... That’s not you back there. We all have done something terrible, but...” Claire tried to comfort him, “Hey, I found out that there are some kind of vaccine that can make us better! I’m going to get you one in the Umbrella lab beneath the sewer. Trust me!”

“Then... I should come with you.” Dustin raised his head and looked at her with his hungry crimson eyes.

“No. You should go look after Sam. She’s still in the factory.” Claire helped him up and handed him the diamond key, “She’s... not in good shape... Please.”

“OK... Be careful, Claire.” Dustin took the key and nodded.

“I will.”

After sending away Dustin, Claire went on with her investigation. After climbing down a ladder through a hatch, she reached an underground area. She kept searching and, at the end of a tunnel, she found a broken elevator and signs of fights. She feared that the worst might happen, but she didn’t hesitate and jumped down the elevator shaft.

After a not so terrible landing she found herself in the sewer system. There was old bloodstain on the floor, and by instinct she dipped it with her finger and had a taste. It was awful and Claire immediately vomited disgustedly, but she could still tell that it was from a middle age lady, mixed with some of the young vampire’s saliva. Looks like she had a bite here, she thought and search around.

In the office room she found a report on a table, written by an Umbrella scientist, predicting the intelligence, physical abilities and reproductive behavior of their latest and greatest creation - the G-Virus. There was no doubt that the monster Claire and Leon had encountered in the underground facility was the result of a G-Virus infection. But that’s not her concern right now.

It was difficult to distinguish a specific smell from this stink, especially when it has been half a day, but Claire still managed to get to the upper waterway with the help of a map. In front of her was a rift. The bridge has been lifted and couldn’t be lowered from this side.

“Damn it. Guess I have to find another way around.” Claire was sure that she couldn’t jump cross that distance, even with her new condition. The only option for her was to take a detour from the middle waterway. She threw the medical case to the other side of the rift since carrying it into the sewer could contaminate the blood, and hoped that she could retrieve it later.

Contrary to her expectations, all the vampires on the way were sucked dry, which was absolutely abnormal. What could do that to them? Claire wondered and stepped more carefully forward.

When she jumped down on an opening that led to the middle waterway, Claire could feel the ground quaking. Now what? She looked around and stayed highly alert. To answer her question, a giant alligator, over 30-feet long, surfaced from the sewage with its fierce red eyes. It glanced at Claire, its eyes to her eyes, then ignored her completely and slowly swam away.

“Jesus...” Claire sighed a breath of relief. Apparently that thing was infected with this vampire virus and had no interest in the undead. For the first time Claire was grateful for herself being a vampire. And it felt good. Amazing. The realization of her becoming a superior being gave her overwhelming excitement and happiness.

But even such little emotions as excitement and happiness soon turned into thirst and lust. Claire felt an immense heat in her stomach slowly spreading up and down. The upper one became a terrible pain that spread to her throat, her mouth and her canines. She breathed deeply, trying to suppress it so that her fangs didn’t elongate. The pain gradually receded under her efforts, yet she knew that it wasn’t gone, but just hibernating, waiting for another time.

However, the lower one was worst as it spread to her intimacy and aroused her. There was no way to ease it other than getting herself a proper treatment. Unfortunately Claire was standing in a two-feet deep water and it was very unwise for her to deal with it right here. So she had to bear it for now.

Luckily it didn’t take long for her to find workroom lift. Once she was out of the water, Claire held onto one of the barrels and started panting, as she couldn’t help reaching her fingers towards her lower part. Softly rubbing the bite marks on her inner thigh through her jeans made her moan and growl for several times, but also helped her to ease the tension even faster.

After a satisfying shiver, Claire felt much better and deeply exhaled as her briefs were soaked. She stood up with her legs shaking, and the thirst was coming back to haunt her. How many times do I need to do this before I find Sherry? How many times after? And it just makes me... hungry... hungry for life... Claire licked her canines carefully, making sure that they didn’t grow. But it turned out to be a bad idea as the sharpened canines easily cut her tongue. The moment her taste bud got electrified by her own blood, she almost passed out from the fragrant sweetness.

She sighed after adjusting her senses for several seconds and tried to make a few steps with her shaking legs. I’m a monster, after all... How can I face Sherry like this? And Leon? Chris? How can I face myself and live on? Yet her thoughts was interrupted by the aftermath of the little orgasm as she quietly moaned.

“Claire...” A strange voice calling her name came from the void.

“Who’s that?” Claire asked but no one answered. There was no one around and the sewer was quiet as ever. It sounded like Leon... Must be me hearing things... She shook her head to stop herself from thinking too much before checking the room.

The lift should take her to the workroom in the upper waterway, however, it’s not working because the power has been rerouted to somewhere else. And here came her next objective.

According to the map she found earlier, the main power room was in a U-area behind the monitor room. To get there she needed to go through the treatment pool first. It was easy to get there from the middle waterway, but when she was on her way, she saw a naked fat man and a lady in a white wedding dress standing on the cable car platform.

It was not the corpse in a white lab coat lying on the ground next to them, but the duo fucking each other, that caught her eyes. Judging from the silhouette, the fat man was no other than Chief Brian Irons, the evil bastard who kidnapped Sherry. Claire grabbed her pistol and approached them with anger.

“What the fuck is going on here?” She pointed the gun at Irons when she was close enough.

His scent isn’t right... Wait, he’s... Claire frowned and realized what’s wrong even before Irons angrily turned around with his juicy dick and hissed with his bloodied fangs.